When you likened this trust-building exercise to a first date in a well-lit restaurant, I was led to believe that the gesture would be of an equally unsurprising nature. Instead, what you've offered is effectively a night of heavy drinking, a toss under the sheets and a quickie the morning after just before you leave.
We aren't a moralistic group of individuals, we're a motivated one. It's quite a fundamental difference. So with the utmost apprehension, you have a deal. Have the cardamine and guns dropped off at Ames, I'll have a crew there to collect. In return your server-box will be left alone, it's not as if there's complicated electronic suites on Ouray for it to compromise. But if it does sprout legs one fine morning then I'm dismantling it.
If you're really keen on proving efficiency, then a sure-fire way to make any Xeno smile is by roughing up the competition and then crapping on Liberty's lackeys. Junkers, Rogues, the Navy or the LPI. Take your pick or do a sampling of all three kinds of low-lives.